Or as my sis Kate tells me- The Beginning of My 30th Year. (Not helpful. Accurate, but still unneccessary.) And my youngest sister Emma insists that ’30’ is still technically one’s late ’20s. “I mean, it’s 30, but whatever.” Okie doke! But that is for another year. This is the era where ’28’ passes off the baton to ’29’- more like ’28’ shoves the baton into ’29’s’ reluctant palms like it’s covered in a swine flu/strep amalgamation (currently running rampart {Read More}
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So, good news and bad news. The good news is that, as of today, the house we wish to purchase is not haunted. So far. Insomuch as we know. The bad news? A little hauntin’ and the subsequent exorcism may have proved cheaper financially. (Not spiritually. You can’t put a price tag on otherworldly security. Besides, I’d be a horrid “post-haunt” interview. Lots of tears.) Turns out, we need a new roof. Not immediately, but soon. Ish. So we’re probably {Read More}
We’re still having a taco. Just try to stop us.
13 weeks! I’m officially in my second trimester! We celebrated last night by eating a ton of tacos. This is only slightly different from the other three times we “celebrated” with tacos this week. Not to mention my Saturday afternoon “celebratory” tostada fix at the ‘Famous Taco and Burrito King.’ I’ve come a to very important conclusion thus far in the pregnancy; even though this is the coolest thing I’ve ever done, even though it’s absolutely awesome to know I’m {Read More}
Big ol’ project, hmm?
Well, as some people may know by now on Facebook (I can’t believe I just typed that)…my “big project” was the pregnancy that I was trying not to blurt out! (And the hidden nausea, weight gain, etc, etc, [and sadly] etc…) But yes! P.J. and I are expecting a kiddo in early November! Doesn’t that make it sound like we’re waiting by the front door, anxiously peering out the foyer curtains? Well, if you disregard the late night rehearsals, endless {Read More}